Sarah sat back in her chair, pressing her hands against her belly, which was cutting into her belt, most painfully. She could barely see her belt actually, her boobs were swelling up so fast, she lost sight of her feet a few minutes ago. And of course, the fast that her whole body was a dark blue didn’t make it much easier to concentrate. She could feel the juice inside of her sloshing as she moved, and tried to get up. The intense pain from her belt was making it impossible to move though, when thankfully, with a loud snap, her belt broke, and she let out a gasp of relief. Sarah rubbed her aching belly as it sloshed under her hand. She could feel it still growing slowly, stretching out her skin. She got to her feet and looked around in a panic, until she found the box she had found earlier. She didn’t know where Sam was, probably wandering the factory. This room was locked from the inside, and all she could do was wait until he came back, until she had found the small packet of gum a few minutes ago. The box didn’t have any warnings or anything, just the gum inside. And since she had swallowed it in her shock when she first turned blue, it was continuing to do whatever it did inside of her. She squeezed her belly, now free of the belt, and growing quickly, but nothing happened, just a slight sloshing and squishing, like a beach ball filled with water. Or juice, she thought to herself, trying not to panic. Her boobs were almost the size of basketballs now, only a few inches from resting on top of her belly, and her hips weren’t far behind. They strained her pants, stretching them out, filling them up like a denim balloon. Sarah waddled over to the door, and tried to open it again, but it was locked solid. She pounded on the door, but nothing, no one looked though the glass, and no one opened the door. She could barely see over her massive body now, it was like she was holding a beach ball in front of her, as her belly gently sloshed back and forth, bumping against her breasts as they rested on top. She could almost see them growing, slowly straining her top. There was already a broken button, revealing a long line of dark blue cleavage, and the second button was slowly being strained as it pushed out. It was getting hard to stand, with her new weight, so she slowly lowered herself to the ground, and sat as best she could, her massive belly overflowing her lap, and her breasts resting on top, bigger than basketballs. She reached her hands around her massive breasts and squeezed them, as if she could push them back into her, but nothing happened except a damp feeling on her hands. She pulled back and looked, they were dripping with some kind of liquid. Sarah looked at the dark liquid in horror, knowing what it was, but not wanting to believe it as she brought her hand to her mouth and gave a little taste. As she did, the favor of blueberries filled her mouth, the richest and most delicious tasting ones she had ever had. The joy of the flavor was cut short as she felt the dampness on her chest growing. She reached looked over her chest as best she could, and saw juice dripping out of her nipples in a steady stream. She let out a sob as she tried to stop the leaking, but and holding only made the leaks worse for a time until it continued it’s dripping. Sarah let out another sob as she struggled to her feet. It was getting hard to move now, as her legs were beginning to swell up as were her arms. They were getting harder to bend, and walking was getting more difficult as her legs were beginning to be forced apart by the sheer size. She called out to Sam again, and stopped in surprise, remembering a conversation they had had not too long ago. It was about a interest he had about girls blowing up like…well, like she was now. Sarah had laughed at it then, it was odd but mostly harmless. Now though, it didn’t seem that harmless. She tried to walk back over to the middle of the room where she had been before, a small puddle of juice marking it, but it was hard going. She could barely move her legs forward, and had to do kind of a slow waddle. She was almost back, when she felt her feet slip on something, and with almost extreme slowness and a cry out, she fell forward, landing on her huge belly with a bouncing noise, and resting on the floor. Sarah tried to push herself up, but her belly was so large all she could do was touch the floor with her hands. She could feel herself still swelling upwards, as the floor was slowly raising. She began to spin herself around, trying to face the door, so if Sam ever came back in, she would be able to see him, and tell him what happened. And not to let the door close.
Sam wandered through the factory, looking for Sarah. She had gone off a while ago, thought she saw something neat in one of the rooms, while he had gone looking for any old computer parts. Nothing that good though, some old hard drives that looked salvageable and a few random hardware pieces. Who knew, there may even be something worthwhile on the hard drives. He passed by a large steel door that was shut, and glanced though the window. He froze then, staring in amazement. There was some kind of balloon in that room, huge, almost 10 feet tall, if he could guess. It was in the center of the room, just sitting there, and some kind of liquid was flowing from the front, in two kind of budges. Sam went inside, and was hit with the overwhelming smell of blueberries. It almost knocked him back, but he went forward, when someone suddenly shouted out. “Sam! Don’t let the door close! It locks from the inside!” He stood still, shocked, but then braced the door with a piece of wood on the floor and looked around.
“Sarah? Are you in here somewhere?” where’re you hiding?” Sam became conscious of a very slight creaking noise, like a balloon when it’s stretched out.
“I’m right here Sam…in front of you…” Sam looked forward, and his jew dropped open, as he saw Sarah, or what was Sarah. She was massive, her head pushed down into her body, barely able to look up at him. She was lying on her belly, her massive breasts laying on the floor as well, a trail of thick liquid streaming from them. Her hands, as far as he could tell were in her body, he could see the indents where they should have been. Even her hair had turned a dark blue tint, and he could see tears streaming down her face, dark blue and sticky.
“Sarah! What happened, I mean..how? It’s not possible…”
“I think it is…aren’t you happy?”
“What do you mean?”
“I remembered what you said…how you always dreamed of this happening to me…well, now it has…”
Sam became conscious of the creaking noise again, slightly louder this time.
Sarah closed her eyes, and gave a deep breath, the creaking noise getting louder, then softer as she exhaled. “Do you remember the last part? Of your dream?”
“No…what did I tell you?”
“You roll me off, and then…pop me. I want you to do that.”
“Pop you? But…are you sure?”
“Yes…I’m sure, I’m going to pop soon anyway, I can feel it…not too much space left. There’s an alcove back there…with a drain…I wondered what it was for before…but now I know…”
Sarah let her head drop down, then brought it back up. “Sam…pop me…do it soon before I pop myself. Roll me back there…just…be careful…I’m rather sensitive now.”
Sam nodded and gently pushed Sarah backwards, rolling her across the room and into the back alcove. Sam looked at Sarah, now standing, or sitting upright, her face barely visible from her massive body. Her clothes were soaked in the blueberry juice, and her massive breasts seem to almost be spraying it out. Even her cheeks seemed to be bulging out. The creaking sound was growing louder, and the juice was pouring out faster. It was even starting to come out of her crotch, a large pool of fluid streaming out from here. She was massive, and as Sam pushed her into her final position, he could feel her taughtness, like a massive drum. Sarah could barely move her lips at this point, and every breath made her creak even more. “Hurry Sam….I don’t have…much time…I want you to do it…please pop me…” There was silence, then Sam said, “I love you Sarah.”, and then a huge noise, like a water balloon exploding. There was a massive flood of blue juice, pushing Sam backwards, leaving him lying on the floor, dazed and soaked in sweet juice. He lay there for a moment, and then got up shakily. He looked to the alcove, and with a heavy sigh turned away, walking towards the door.